My job was to stop Nick from casting the spell as soon as they had the cockpit, but I couldn't. To be honest the guy scared me. Here was the guy who fought the Snake Goddess' control of me when I was a zombie and had brought me back to life. He could do things no other human could, and being in the same room with him left me with a sick feeling. I had no idea what he would do next.
Somehow, this one was different; less menacing and certainly not as mean. If this was the same man, then something very serious happened to him. This new him was filled with a sort of youth and really didn't exhibit any of the abilities the one I'd met had.
As I reached to shake his shoulder I decided to give him another chance. See if he turned out to have the same ruthless style.
He lifted his head and looked at me, "Oh, hey Crystal. Are they done?"
"It seems so.", I was scared but I forced a smile through.
Nick tipped his head sideways and looked at me, "You look scared. Don't worry, we'll get through. I'm sure."
I had trouble deciding whether he knew it'd be okay, or he if was just reassuring me.
Nick stood and walked toward the cockpit. I watched him leave and slowly stood. I took a quick look around and followed.
As I stepped in to the cockpit it seemed oddly familiar. On a whim I sat down and began checking all the gauges and fuel. My finger flicked the plane off auto-pilot and I turned it to the left slightly, keeping it level with the horizon.
"This isn't so hard."
I glanced back to see everyone there staring at me in surprise. Slowly it dawned on me. I wasn't supposed to know this. For a few seconds I almost lost control, but I forced the large vehicle on to the right track.
"Crystal?" It was Ben.
"How are you doing this?"
"I'm not sure. Truthfully, I'm kinda scared. I've never done this before. What if I let it down too hard? What if I miss the landing? What if I misread the altimeter and lower the wing flaps too late?"
"Crystal, I don't even know what wing flaps are used for."
There was no denying it.
I could fly a plane.